Run for Your Life

Intro: {sample from movie}<br><br>Most persons never have a chance to get into a recording studio<br>Never get to see or hear a record being made<br>And only experience the finished product<br>Until now, you had no way of learning<br>Of the anormous complexity of the recording process<br>And this limits appreciation of music<br>We can`t hope to explain all the complexity<br>But we hope to give you some insight<br>For the musical forces at work<br>And have a good time in the process<br><br>Chorus 2X: Lil Dap<br><br>Run for you life, if your life you live<br>Live behind the gun, and this is what you get<br>Two slugs to the head, and you`re dead and gone<br>Listen to the word, that`s how word is bond<br><br>{Agallah}<br>Word is on the corner of Gas & the Plate<br>The don who got laced up by mistake<br>Time flies yo we chillin at his wake<br>Sittin up, suing down and shit feel type fake<br>Nice `88 black is held down with the white face<br>The way shit was going, couldn`t wrote out his will<br>Hear them be sneaking upon niggas, cuz he love to kill<br>Met war, slouching cars, to send you bon voyage<br>One fourth of tears pullin out from the eyes of your mom<br>The rise of your life is on, negative or positive<br>You trying to live right or wrong, something just got to give<br>Even if you got a BM, it`s the walk of dead, everytime you seen him<br>Prisoners walk, always try to go for freedom<br>Year two thou, back space, niggas delete them<br>Praying god, everytime we eatin<br><br>Chorus 2X<br><br>{Lil Dap}<br>My dreams to walk the streets open hearted with my peeps<br>Sweet game upon knowledge, sometime we feel like scholars<br>More power to devour all these fake MC`s<br>Uncle Tom brought the playa hating jellin on me<br>So we jellin to our music, cuz that`s all we know<br>Break it down to the ghetto, with that ill ass flow<br>Walkin days or nights, business sights and fights<br>Bodies and souls are gettin picken all night<br>Indeed yo, in the streets this is what you see<br>Try to speak the forth, but no one understands me<br>Moms please listen to me, turning dust into black<br>Running straight for my life, and there`s no turning back<br><br>Chorus 2X<br><br>{Blackadon}<br>Yo were I`m from ENY, where there at? Brooklyn<br>Got heads turning, from Cali to Fort Ten<br>I`ve been in the mix since before `86, and while you sucking dick<br>I`m strickly gettin biz<br>You know who it is, when you from Brooklyn<br>Every fuckin borough scared of them crook kids<br>And don`t wonder why, just please come thru<br>With your 10 karat ice, and see what we do<br>It ain`t nuthin new, just the same old thing<br>Will snatch your chain, invect your brain<br>That was my frame of mind, when I think way back<br>The only thing to say was, my name was K Slack<br>To overgate my sins, so I can be born again<br>Still livin the Brooklyn rasta farayan<br>You listen to my words, and you will be born<br>A life filled, a child worn<br><br>Chorus 2X